Chapter: 966

"He’s too naive if he thinks he can defeat Terry just because he defeated Bennet." Next to Maggie, Claudia shook her head. If she had to say, Terry was ten times stronger than Bennet, and the difference between Dustin and the former was as clear as day.

"Ha, that bastard is still as arrogant as usual! He still has no idea what he’s gotten himself into." Gordon jeered.

"The more he pisses Terry off, the worse his outcome will be. He’s just digging his own grave at this point." Zeke smirked.

"Dustin is not as astute as he needs to be, so it serves him right if he dies today!" Zoey crossed her arms.

Although they finally discovered Dustin’s identity, none of them thought that he had a chance of winning.

"I’ve already given you a chance. Since you don’t seem to appreciate it, don’t blame me for whatever happens!" Terry’s face darkened, and his aura turned murderous.

"Go ahead. I’m curious to see how strong the person ranked thirteenth on The Heavenly Immortals now is." Dustin beckoned.

When Dustin fought his way to the top of The Heavenly Immortals ten years ago, all of his opponents had been talented and skilled individuals, so he wondered if those on the current list were just as strong.

"You seem eager to die, so I’ll do you a favor!" Terry drew his right hand back and curled his fingers into a claw. Air whirled around and gathered in his palm as his true energy was condensed to form an energy bullet. When the energy bullet finally reached the size of an apple, Terry leaped forward, and there was a loud explosion as the white energy bullet was flung toward Dustin.

Usually, one could gauge a martial artist’s strength based on the size of their energy bullets, and Terry’s happened to be unbelievably sturdy and held massive destructive power.

Dustin’s feet didn’t move an inch despite the incoming attack. Instead, he tilted his head to the side. The energy bullet missed his cheek by a hair’s breadth and slammed into the tree trunk. behind him. The force of the attack sent shivers down the audience’s spine.

"Hmm?"

Terry narrowed his eyes when he saw Dustin escape his attack, and he struck out once more.

There was a loud whoosh as a larger and quicker energy bullet blasted in the direction of Dustin’s chest.

Dustin kept his feet firmly planted on the ground and leaned backward, his back arched. The energy bullet flew over his face and slammed into the same tree. He pushed himself off the ground with one hand and stood back up, unharmed.

Terry frowned. He had thought he’d be able to end this battle easily, yet Dustin had surprised him by dodging his attacks twice.

"If this is all you’ve got, then I have to say, I’m disappointed," Dustin said nonchalantly..

Hearing this, Terry’s expression hardened in anger. No one has ever treated him with such disrespect and condescension.

"No way. He’s looking down on Terry Doyle?"

"He managed to dodge those two attacks thanks to luck. And Mr. Terry went easy on him, or he would be dead by now!"

"Mr. Terry, don’t go easy on him!"

The audience shouted in indignation.